Light the light
they sang long ago
in some far off place
the air humid and
heavy with the scent
of frangipani and sex
a bottle of wine on the
floor between them as
they leaned and sang
collected together as
bright spring flowers
tossed onto an endless
ribbon of ever brighter
tomorrows
tomorrows
~
Oh that endless ribbon of ever brighter. Once, I lived there!
ReplyDeleteFrom "long ago" and "far off" through "spring" to "ever brighter tomorrows"... To me, this is a prayer poem. beautiful!
ReplyDeleteWow... so much feeling! I'd love to experience this! Thank you for participating in the prompt! I love it!
ReplyDeleteFrom “long ago” and “far off” through “spring” to “ever brighter tomorrows”… To me, this is a prayer poem. beautiful, Pearl!
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